photo's from our Spend Free Weekend
It was the first time in my very short parenting 'career' that I'd been fortunate enough to meet with a group of women who were so deeply honest. They didn't brush over times of hardship when telling their stories, instead they each spoke frankly about their experiences. They didn't smile and provide sweet superficial answers to my questions on what their lives as parents were like.
With no expectations and no pretenses they told me their stories, complete with failure and triumph.
Over our months of meeting together they have taught me more about being a parent than I had learnt in the 2.5 years prior. They have taught me the value of allowing my kids some space to learn and make mistakes without their mother hovering about. Through example they have showed me the importance of being prepared - wipes, nappies, snacks, tea cups, tea bags, thermos, toys, sultanas, camera, phone and spare change always at the ready. They encouraged me to re-think the 'first baby, mother to one' ideals (I do believe I heard laughter when I said Zeph couldn't watch TV). They have loaned me literature (promise i'll return those books ladies) that has changed the way I parent and offered more support than I could have imagined possible.
Mostly, they remind me that I am normal - on the good day's I'm normal and on the bad days I'm normal.
So park mums (you know who you are), THANK YOU will never be enough.
If you'd like to perve on one babe'n park mum, you can visit her blog here.